My Tender Matador
“I was a fagot that my mother had left him as punishment, he said. That’s why he hit me hard.” Chile, September 1986. A country in fibrillation for the anniversary of General Pinochet’s coup d’état. On the one hand we have dissidents who, with demonstrations and attacks, try not to bow their heads to one of the harshest Latin American dictatorships; on the other, the military who bloodily represses any expression of dissent, without making...
